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aesthetics sideblog of nightbody | on queue

[pmamtraveller]

lunar corona, colorful rings around the moon.

[whizpurr]

[apoemaday]

Saint Judas

by James Wright

When I went out to to kill myself, I caught A pack of hoodlums beating up a man. Running to spare his suffering, I forgot My name, my number, how my day began, How soldiers milled around the garden stone And sang amusing songs; how I alone Bargained the proper coins, and slipped away.

Banished from heaven, I found this victim beaten, Stripped, kneed, and left to cry. Dropping my rope Aside, I ran, ignored the uniforms: Then I remembered bread my flesh had eaten, The kiss that ate my flesh. Flayed without hope, I held the man for nothing in my arms.

[olyoil2-deactivated20250812]

People are like “it’s so beautiful no clouds at all” it could use a little clouds if I had to be honest.

[holoprisms]

it literally could use a little clouds if i had to be honest

[freebagels]

[thenordroom]

A charming Swedish cottage filled with art and color

[paintedhorses]

Dentzel Outside Row Standers | Children’s Museum of Memphis | Photos by John Caruso

[uchihaitachi]

yoshinori mizutani

[smsomah]

Cuna; Panama. Scanned from the book Gold und Silber; 1988; Günther Hartmann

[hirpinia]

belskayakate

[roomhole]

[apoemaday]

To Know the Dark

by Wendell Berry

To go in the dark with a light is to know the light. To know the dark, go dark. Go without sight, and find that the dark, too, blooms and sings, and is traveled by dark feet and dark wings.

[gouged-doll]

catherine et l’armoire by théâtre du mouvement. 1985

[apoemaday]

Crepuscule

by E.E. Cummings

i will wade out till my thighs are steeped in burning flowers I will take the sun in my mouth and leap into the ripe air Alive with closed eyes to dash against darkness in the sleeping curves of my body Shall enter fingers of smooth mastery with chasteness of sea-girls Will i complete the mystery of my flesh I will rise After a thousand years lipping flowers And set my teeth in the silver of the moon

[briargeese]

Hellebores (Lenten Roses) under a UV light.

[detailedart]

Van Gogh - sky and sea details.

[xanaxfarts]

The stone floor of a church in Brittany, France comes alive with color as morning sun filters through stained glass. photo: Jim Richardson

[flowerytale]

Charlotte Brontë, from “Jane Eyre”